So I called her case worker today, to see how things were going and to see if we could open up the bed for another child. The case worker began to tell me that baby's mom had gone to court and confessed that she didn't want to be a mom after all. I was shocked!! This was not the ending that we were hoping for.
It got worse -
She went on to tell me that mom had decided to give up all her rights and when the judge started yelling at her - she bolted from the courtroom! This was so far from where everyone had hoped this would end up. So I asked the case worker when we might be getting the little one back, to which she replied, "Don't you have her?!"
This is about the time we figured out that she thought I was a different "Kerry the foster mom" and had given me the story ending for the wrong baby! Terribly sad for the other poor little girl - but what a relief from our end! Whew! We'd worked so hard to get our last little babe home safe and healthy.
So we continue to hurry up and wait... wait to get our little one back - or wait for our next little family member.
Three Things I'm Grateful For
- Our little foster baby is actually with people who want her and love her!
- We think we've found a temporary solution to a very pressing problem. Woot!
- Our oldest foster boy got permission to be baptized on his birthday. Hurray!